I Have a hard time finding a place in this "boys club" I call home.
Don't get me wrong I love my boys.. 4, 10, 32.... But, lately and as the boys get older I find myself being on the lesser end of the stick... Not even tears matter to them.. In their opinion..I am being emotional.. (everyones favorite) PMSing.. Sometimes I just want to get away, and then I am dubbed a bad mom or "abandon" the kids.. When really it is just getting to a point where I feel they don't care if I am there or not... I mean sure as long as the house is mostly clean and everyone has food.. I am the last thought... I can't seem to handle beeing the only girl in the "boys club".